It's funny how the colour of the photo of us keeps on changing. It used to be so bright once. Then it slowly went lighter and soon became black and white. I don't need someone to paint the photo back to life..but someone to paint me a completely different photo with it's bright colours and a promise that it'll never fade away.
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